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The second Samantha’s gaze lands on my cock, I’m ready to blow my load. I’m not going to last long, but I’m sure as hell going to try. She is the sweetest, hottest, most responsive woman I’ve ever gone down on, and if she would have let me, I would have kept going.
At the same time, I’m physically in pain from needing to fuck her, especially after feeling how tight her pussy is, how hot and slick she’ll be for me.
She looks like pure sex, her dark hair spread over my pillows, her tits swollen from my attentions, her long, shapely legs stretched out in front of her. Though there’s still that innocence. Her thighs are tight together and her eyes are wide. She’s nervous, and something about that makes me want to fuck her all the harder. By the time I’m done with her, the last thing she’ll be is innocent.
“Open your legs, Samantha,” I command as I step over to the bed. She kicked her heels off, and I consider telling her that I didn’t tell her to do that.
I’ll give her a pass this one time, especially when she spreads her legs so prettily for me.
“You’re so wet, baby. You want this so bad, don’t you?”
“Yes, Dante. Please,” she whispers, and I give a low chuckle.
“I love it when you beg me.”
I reach over to the nightstand and grab a condom out of the top drawer, then rip it open. She’s watching as I slide it down over my cock. She licks her lips, eyes wide, and I can’t help but give her a little more to see, pumping my hand once, twice, over my hard cock after the condom is on. She makes the sweetest little whimpering sound, and I grab her hips and pull her toward me.
“Watch, Samantha,” I tell her, and her eyes dip to where my dick is straining just outside her entrance. I give her pussy a gentle nudge and she gasps. I push into her, slowly, one torturous bit at a time, and she’s even tighter than I thought she’d be, her pussy gripping my cock in a way that nearly makes me dizzy.
I sink all the way into her with one hard, deep thrust, and she screams.
It’s too much. It’s too fucking good. I stay there for a while, pushed as far into her as I can go, feeling her sweet cunt clenching around me, listening to her as she moans beneath me.
I take her wrists in my hands and press them to the mattress on either side of her head, holding them there. Her eyes are wide, her tits bouncing as I start moving my hips, thrusting in and out of her, over and over and over again until it feels like my balls are going to explode. She’s crying out, begging, her pussy clenching tighter around me, and I know she’s close, but I need her closer.
I let go of one of her wrists and press my fingertips to her clit, rubbing her as I thrust into her, hard.
“Come for me now, Samantha,” I command. One thrust, two, and she’s squeezing my cock so hard I see stars, screaming into the penthouse as she has the most beautiful orgasm I’ve ever seen. I ride it out, barely hanging on. Once she’s spent, I lean down and kiss her.
“So perfect. So beautiful, Samantha,” I murmur. And then I can’t help myself anymore. I start hammering into her tight little pussy, harder, faster, out of my mind, unable to focus on anything other than how bad I need to come inside her. All I can do is grunt and growl like some kind of animal as I feel my orgasm building, and she’s screaming again, clenching hard around me, and I explode, coming harder than I’ve ever come in my life, thrusting into her sweet body over and over again until I’m finally spent. I collapse on top of her, both of us breathless, sweating. I can feel her heart pounding.
A moment later, I pull out of her and she moans. She’s so damn sensitive, so responsive to every touch, and that thought has me wanting to fuck her again. I quickly get up and throw the condom away, and by the time I turn back to the bed, her eyes are closed and her breathing is even, deep.
I’ve fucked my sweet little stripper right to sleep. I smile and settle into bed beside her, pulling her close before I drift away as well.
***
I wake up the next morning with an almost-painful hard on. Luckily, I know just what to do with it. I open my eyes and look for Samantha, but I find that I’m alone in bed. I can hear water splashing in my bathroom.
All right. Fine. I can wait a couple minutes.
I turn onto my side so that when she climbs back into bed, I’ll be ready to pull her close and get her warmed up for round two. I pull the blankets aside so she can slip right into bed beside me, and that’s when I see it.
I shake my head, but there’s no denying it. There are reddish-brown streaks of blood on the white sheets, right where Samantha was lying when I fucked her the night before.
My gut clenches, and I feel like the air’s been knocked out of me. I don’t even have time to process it before I hear the bathroom door open.
I spin around and look at her. She's still naked, and despite how screwed up and pissed off I am just now, my cock twitches at the sight of her.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I growl.
She freezes. “Tell you what?”
I point to the blood stains on the sheets. “You were a virgin, Samantha?”
She blushes and looks away.
“Samantha?” I demand, and she looks back at me.
